She's embarrassed, ashamed and confused

When the librarian finally looks up from the pile of supple flesh she has collapsed into, she is blushing furiously, making the creamy, flawless skin you gave her a delicious shade of pink. She tries to cover up her large tits with her left arm, her right hand going down to cover her red-lipped pussy. She soon discovers that you’ve made both quite sensitive and she blushes even more furiously as a little moan escapes her.

“Oh god…I…I can’t believe I just did that…I never…Oh god…” she mumbles.

“Now Cupcake!” you say, hands on hips, “There’s no reason to be embarrassed! You were very, very good for a first-timer. I’m sure with practice you’ll get even better!”

She looks up, wide eyed.

“I…I’ll never do that again!” she vows. “I…my name’s not Cupcake. It’s Norma. I…I never should have taken that pill.”

“Oh, but the girl who let me call her Cupcake was such a charming little cocksucker!” you tell her. “Much, much happier than boring, fat Norma, don’t you think? Be honest now, Cupcake: Do you really want to go back the way you were and never have another pecker in your mouth again?”

“I…I don’t wa…oh god, it felt so good…I’m such a slut, but…I…I really liked it…” she whispered.

“You know what your problem is Cupcake?” you say. “You lack self-confidence! The will to let yourself have what you want, deep down inside.”

“I…I do?” she asks.
“Yes!” you tell her. “But don’t worry! There’s a pill for that too!”

You hold out two pills, a pink one in your right hand, a grey one in your left.

“If you take the pink pill, all your shame, embarrassment and guilt will fade and you’ll be filled with positive energy and happiness!” you tell her. “Of course, if you really want to go back to how you were before I came in here, take the grey pill.”